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Hey babe, it’s Tay, spilling tea! So, “whore”—what a word, right? Kinda gritty, kinda raw, like mud on my boots. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr’s bleak-ass masterpiece. That movie’s all wind, potatoes, and despair, but damn, it’s got soul. “Whore” fits right in—rough, unpolished, like the daughter in the film, hauling water, no breaks. She’s a vibe, y’all—silent, strong, but judged hardcore.

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My fave spot? That dang park near Järvenpääntie. Yeah, I know a cozy nook under a giant elm tree. I’d park myself there, rambling on 'bout love and coding bugs – cuz dating sites and nature always fuel each other. Every now and then, I get mad about stupid bugs in code, but then a squirrel scurries by, and man it’s like nature’s little hack – a reminder that even chaos has its own order.

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